Manicburg - One Man Cult Lyrics

He's a one-man cult
And he follows his lead
And he drank his own Kool-Aid long, long ago
Now he's up and alive
In his palace of scaffolding
Waiting for someone to bring him some clothes

Time to find a lost soul
Ready for revival
Looking to arrive in the promised land
Seeking a disciple
To share his wine
The type who's willing to obey his every command

It's a small, small world
And he's making it smaller and smaller
All of the time
Yes, it's a small, small world
And he's making it smaller and smaller and smaller
All of the time

So he can be the best there ever was

He is looking for flyer distributors
Ready to start right away to spread news of his plans
Yes, he's looking for flyer distributors
Ready to cover the windshields across the land

Must have a flexible schedule
And their own vehicle
Preferably a van
They'll be paid at the end of the week
If the job is complete
And it leads to increasing demand

I repeat
He is looking for flyer distributors
Looking for flyer distributors
Looking for flyer distributors

So he can be the best there ever was